Spoken:. When I first came to town, people. I was walking down Hasting Street. Everybody was talkin' about, Henry Swing Club. I decided to stop in there for awhile.
Hey everybody talk about it, burning hell burning hell. Ain't no hell but a burning hell. . When I die, Where I go. Ain't nobody know. Burning hell burning hell.
I had a dream last night. God knows a black cat had crossed my trail. I had a dream last night. God knows a black cat had crossed my trail. You know I don't want you to.
Well, my mama, she didn't 'low me just to stay out all night long, oh Lord. Well, my mama didn't 'low me just to stay out all night long. I didn't care what she didn't 'low--I would boogie-woogie anyhow.